Another Taoist, with eyes wide open, watched his companion fall straight down, his pupils trembled violently before suddenly constricting.
Even if they were unprepared,
they were still in the Meridian Passage Realm!
How could they die under the bow and arrow!
This person's bow and arrow, why can they carry such force, what material is it made of?!
"Hum——"
This time, the arrow was coming for him.
The Taoist dared not be careless anymore, drawing the long sword from his waist and, with power surging through it, he slashed at the incoming arrow, the next moment he felt as though he was hacking at a sea-escaping Jiao Long, stunned by the terrifying impact, the blade vibrated away, and he himself staggered back repeatedly, barely stabilizing himself with the help of a big tree, only for the next arrow to follow closely behind.
He didn't even have the chance to catch his breath before he had to deal with the arrow again.
This time,
